Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

However, Xia Lun said, "Sorry, no!"

"Why?!"

"There is no reason, just try to complete the task."

After speaking, Xia Lun hung up the contact.

Can he say that the Plane Association has something to do, and the president needs to come back early to deal with it? !

With a flat mouth, Xia Lun took off his rimless glasses, revealing his handsome face, and then began to eat noodles with his head down——

The sound of hanging up came from over there, which made Ling Wuyi a little bit unresponsive.

Just now the Plane Association rejected her, that is to say, Duanmu Qingyue will definitely die at the age of twenty-five? !

Ling Wuxi tugged at her hair irritably, turned around and kicked the door frame several times. After a while, she closed her eyes and let out a long sigh.

Since it is destined that Duanmu Qingyue's lifespan cannot be changed, then she should accompany him well in his last days!

In the evening, Ling Wuwen went to Qingju's small kitchen to prepare dinner for Duanmu Qingyue. She also specially made tremella and red date soup for nourishing lungs and relieving cough, and then accompanied Duanmu Qingyue for dinner.

"It's getting late, you should go back to rest earlier..." Before he finished speaking, Duanmu Qingyue raised his hand to cover his mouth. He wanted to cough, but he held it back forcibly.

Seeing that his face was flushed red, Ling Wuxi quickly poured water for him.

After drinking the water, Duanmu Qingyue couldn't help coughing.

"It's very cold tonight, so I'll stay here." Ling Wuyi said casually while taking off her clothes.

Duanmu Qingyue wanted her to go, but was reluctant, so he endured the words of letting her go.

one up. On the bed, Ling Wuwen consciously burrowed into Duanmu Qingyue's arms, using her own body temperature to warm his icy body.

Up to now, in fact, what Ling Wujin thinks about is no longer how to maximize the favorability in Duanmu Qingyue's limited life.

Instead, he thought about how to let him not leave any regrets in his limited life!

In the dark room, the breaths of the two are intertwined, peaceful and warm...

Duanmu Qingyue put her hand on the back of Ling Wuyi's heart, her heartbeat was very steady, which made him feel at ease.

"Xiaoya, if I die, you..."

"If you die, Ah Yue, I will accompany you!" Ling Wuwen directly interrupted Duanmu Qingyue's words.

The capture target is dead, what is she still doing in this world? !

Duanmu Qingyue was stunned, he never thought that Ling Wuyue would say such a thing.

Even if she lied to him, he still felt moved!

Feeling that the favorability has increased to ninety points, Ling Wuyi has no emotion.

Duanmu Qingyue raised the corners of her lips, showing a smile that no one could see in the dark night: "Fool, I mean, if I die, you have to live well and live for my share. Cough cough..."

For some reason, Ling Wu's eyes suddenly became moist: "I don't want to live, you live it yourself! Why do you want me to help you live!"

"Xiaoya, darling..."

Ling Wuwen suddenly tightened her arms around Duanmu Qingyue's waist, and then said in a crying voice: "I'm serious, if you died that day, I would immediately take poison and kill myself to accompany you! So for me to live Live well, and you have to live well!"

Duanmu Qingyue didn't speak, just sighed softly.

How can he live if he wants to!

These years, he has been taking medicine so hard, isn't it just to live!

In the past, I wanted to live because I could avenge Xiaoya!

Wanting to live now is for the person in his arms!

Yes, just for her! He wanted to live with her, always!

Just now, he suddenly figured it out, maybe, he cared so much about this person because of the favorite that people in the world often say?

only……

Winter nights are always very quiet, there is no sound of two people talking in the room, but from time to time there will be a suppressed coughing sound——

The next day, Ling Wuwen woke up very late, but Duanmu Qingyue had already woken up. Turning over, I saw Yuzhu holding the washbasin and pushing the door into the room.

Yu Zhu smiled at Ling Wuyue: "Miss, are you awake?"

"Hmm~ Where's Ah Yue?" Ling Wuyi got up from the bed, rubbed her face, and asked sleepily.

"Master is in the study." Yu Zhu put the sink on the stand.

Ling Wuxi nodded, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash up.

"If you want me to say that the girl is like the master, the master should give you a title!" Yu Zhu chattered behind Ling Wuwen.

Ling Wuxi paused when she washed her face, what is her name? ! Can I eat it? !

In another three years, if there is any accident, maybe there will be no three years, and Duanmu Qingyue will die!

Then what does she want that title for?

In the past year, because Ling Wuwen often stays in the Qing residence, everyone in the Zuoxiang Mansion thinks that Ling Wuwen is already Duanmu Qingyue's person and the future mistress of the Zuoxiang Mansion!

But after waiting for more than a year, Duanmu Qingyue didn't give Ling Wuyue any title, and just lived in it so vaguely.

In the eyes of everyone, Ling Wuwen is not worthy of Duanmu Qingyue, no matter in terms of family background or appearance. But it's rare that Duanmu Qingyue is willing to get close to her! So the premise just mentioned is not a problem at all! As long as Duanmu Qingyue liked it, they would like it too!

Duanmu Qingyue, who was standing outside the door, was stunned, what is his name? !

He never thought of marrying Ling Wuwen before, or, taking her as his concubine?

He would share the bed with her, just for the sake of keeping warm.

His body is very weak, he doesn't even have the yang energy that a mature man should have. Let alone touch Lingwu catkin!

Thinking of what Ling Wuwen said last night, Duanmu Qingyue thought at this moment, give her a title.

Let her be able to bear his surname and be buried with him in her later years!

Once this idea came out, there was no way to stop it!

Next, when Duanmu Qingyue was free, he couldn't stop thinking, should he follow his inner thoughts and give Ling Wuyue a title?

Ling Wuyue didn't know about Duanmu Qingyue's entanglements. Ever since she knew about Ling Mulan's disfigurement, Ling Wuyue asked Duanmu Qingyue to tell him about Ling Mulan's situation. So Duanmu Qingyue assigned someone to Ling Wuwen to monitor Ling Mulan, and then came back to report to Ling Wuwen.

A month flies by, and the new year is here!

Ling Mulan, who was conferred as one of the four concubines half a month ago, was taken into the palace.

Although Ling Wupin didn't go to see Ling Mulan, Ling Wupin knew that Duanmu Qingyue offered the emperor the ointment she had used on Ling Mulan's face.

Because there was no reason to use Xiyansan, Ling Mulan's face quickly got rid of the scars and regained its original beauty!

Today he was going to the palace to attend the palace banquet, Duanmu Qingyue said that he would bring her into the palace with him. Ling Wuyi actually didn't want to go, if she did, she would definitely meet Ling Mulan again.